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  Please Don’t

  Say

  Goodbye

  Elle and Donovan

  (and Skye!)

  Summer Lake Seasons, Book Seven

  By SJ McCoy

  A Sweet n Steamy Romance

  Published by Xenion, Inc

  Copyright © 2021 SJ McCoy

  Please Don’t Say Goodbye. Copyright © SJ McCoy 2021.

  All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form, or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system without prior written consent of the author.

  ISBN: 978-1-946220-78-3

  Published by Xenion, Inc. First eBook edition, May 2021

  www.sjmccoy.com

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are figments of the author’s imagination, fictitious, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons living or dead is coincidental.

  Cover Design by Dana Lamothe of Designs by Dana

  Editor: Kellie Montgomery

  Proofreaders: Aileen Blomberg, Traci Atkinson, Becky Claxon.

  Contents

  Contents

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Epilogue

  A Note from SJ

  PS – Project Semicolon

  Also by SJ McCoy

  Dedication

  For Sam. This ain’t goodbye. Few.

  xxx

  Chapter One

  “How long have you been here?”

  Donovan looked up when Brayden came into the office and sat down beside him, setting a coffee in front of him.

  “Thanks.” He blew out a sigh. “I don’t know. A couple hours maybe? What time is it?”

  “Nine-twenty.” Brayden smiled. “I’m here early.”

  Donovan laughed. “Yeah. I guess you are—for you. I’ve been here for three hours then.”

  “Shit!” Brayden glanced at the screen. “You really have that much to do?”

  “Yeah. Leanne wants everything in place and ready to go by the time we go live. You guys had several weeks’ head start on us. I won’t claim to know what you had to do on the tech side, but I can tell you the legal side takes time—always.”

  “I can see that. I couldn’t do it, though. I don’t mind hard work but not in the mornings and not the hours you and Leanne have put in. You don’t have time for a life.”

  “That’s not totally true. I’ve been out with you guys.” He hadn’t had much time for anything outside of work since he and Leanne had arrived in Summer Lake. But he’d hung out with the guys and even been on a date—not a great one, but still a date. It was fine by him. It wasn’t like it would always be this way. They were just getting set up. “And besides, we’re nearly there now. And as you know, I plan to start getting a life this weekend.”

  “And you’re really going to invite everyone?”

  “Yeah.” He pushed away from the desk and took a sip of his coffee. “As much as I like hanging out with you and the tech team, I want to get to know everyone. I’m liking the way the whole small-town thing works. I want to be part of it.” He glanced at the door. “And like we talked about, I think it’s important to invite everyone from here, too.”

  Brayden made a face. “I know you’re right, but I’m glad I’m not the one asking. I guess it’s easier for you since you kind of know Ryan.”

  Donovan had to laugh. “You mean because I got off to such a great start with him? With Leanne letting him think that we were together.”

  “You know what I mean. That didn’t last long, and he respects you for being ready to stand up for her.”

  “Yeah. I’m not so worried about him. Or even Manny.”

  “Manny’s cool. He was over at Mom and Ted’s place last weekend. He’s pretty laid back.” Brayden met his gaze. “Callahan’s a different story.”

  Donovan pursed his lips. He didn’t like to admit that he found Callahan intimidating, too. He joked with Brayden and the tech team about them being scared of him, but he wasn’t immune to it. The guy was built like a brick shit house and he rarely smiled. He stayed even later than Donovan did every night—though he didn’t come in as early. Donovan guessed that he spent that first hour of the day in the gym, judging by his build.

  “So, are you going to go ask him?”

  He made a face. “Yeah. I should.”

  “You could just ask Leanne and she could ask Ryan and he could—”

  Donovan laughed. “I could. I’m tempted to, but I need to get over it. You do too. If we’re going to function as a team once this place is up and running, we need to feel comfortable with each other. If we can’t ask him to come to a cookout on a Sunday afternoon, how are we going to be brave enough to tell him when someone’s screwed up?”

  Brayden nodded. “I know, you’re right.”

  Donovan took a big gulp of his coffee and got to his feet. “Wish me luck.”

  “Good luck.”

  He almost changed his mind as he made his way down the hallway to Callahan’s office. He could hear voices. It sounded like Manny and Ryan were in there with him. He forced himself to keep going. It’d be too easy to turn around and come back later. But no. As he got closer, he could make out what Callahan was saying.

  “ … I’d like to get to work. Do you guys ever do anything? Dan works his ass off. Leanne does too, and Donovan.”

  That made him feel a bit better—at least Callahan knew who he was and had registered that he worked hard. It sounded like he was teasing the other two.

  “But I don’t think I’ve ever seen either of you do any actual work yet.”

  “I did a lot of the set up before you ever arrived,” said Ryan. “Now, we’re waiting to go live and for the contracts to start coming in.”

  Donovan reached the door and took a deep breath. He had to speak up. He didn’t want them to see him there and think he’d been listening in. “Excuse me, guys.”

  They all turned to him. They looked friendly enough.

  “Come on in.” Callahan narrowed his eyes at Ryan. “These guys were just leaving. They have work to do, apparently.”

  Donovan stood aside to let Manny and Ryan out before he went in.

  “Take a seat. What can I do for you?”

  “I …” He hovered by the doorway. When he managed to speak, it all came out at once. “I finally found myself a place to rent and I want to invite everyone over on Sunday afternoon. It’s nothing big or fancy or anything. But I thought it’d be good. You know, to get everyone together outside of work for once? I mean some of us guys hang out sometimes, but sometimes it feels like there’s a divide.”

  “A divide?” Callahan gave him a puzzled look.

  Donovan was pissed at himself. He shouldn’t be so damned nervous. He went into the office and sat down. He needed to be straight with the guy. “Do you mind if I just come straight out with it?”

  “
Go ahead. I’d prefer it.”

  “Some of the cyber guys are scared of you. Ryan and Manny, too, a little. But mostly you. I think if this place is going to work the way we all want it to, then we need to be one big team who all trust each other and pull together.”

  Cal pursed his lips. “Hm.”

  Donovan raised an eyebrow. “Is that hm, interesting idea? Or hm, will anyone notice if I tear this minion limb from limb and dispose of him?” What the hell? He’d either get a laugh out of it or find out that Callahan was inclined toward the second option.

  To his relief, Callahan laughed out loud. “Damn. Is that the impression I give? That I’d do that?”

  Donovan nodded emphatically. “You have to remember that you’re dealing with mere mortals here. Ryan and Manny already know you. Of course, the ladies all think you’re God’s gift, but to lowly programmers and lawyers you’re … intimidating.”

  Callahan looked like a different guy when he smiled, and Donovan relaxed. “I’m sorry. I don’t often think about what impression I give.”

  Donovan nodded. “I sure as hell wouldn’t bring it up if I didn’t see it possibly becoming a hindrance when we get up and running around here. I can see it being an issue if one of the guys keeps quiet about something because they’re too scared to come and talk to you.”

  “That’s a good point. I’m glad you’re raising it. Thanks, Donovan.”

  Donovan smiled. “Thank you.” He’d kept saying the guys were scared, but he didn’t want to put it all on the techies and pretend that he was somehow superior to them. “I don’t mind telling you that I was scared to come talk to you. But I believe it’s important—important enough for me to man up and do it.”

  “Well, I appreciate it. And I appreciate the invitation, too. Are you sure you want to use your housewarming as the occasion to do it, though? We could arrange something else.”

  “I’ll be honest, I also want to do it for selfish reasons. I want to make this place my home—Summer Lake and the house. I like the idea of having everyone over.”

  “Okay, then. Let’s do it.” Callahan pursed his lips. “You say you all go out together on the weekends sometimes?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Well, why don’t you see about getting the guys to the Boathouse on Saturday night? I’m going with Manny and Ryan, and it might be a way to break the ice first in a more neutral environment before cramming them all into your place?”

  “That’s a good idea. I’ll talk to them about it.” Donovan got to his feet. “Thanks, Mr. Callahan.”

  “Call me Cal. Hearing you say Mr. Callahan makes me want to look over my shoulder for my dad.”

  Donovan smiled. “I’ll try, but forgive me if it slips out now and then?”

  “We’ll work on it.”

  Donovan felt as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders as he walked back down the hallway. He was glad he’d done it. Before that conversation, he wouldn’t have dreamed of calling him Cal. Now, he could see it happening. He liked the guy. And he wasn’t nearly so scary when he smiled.

  ~ ~ ~

  “When are Grandma and Grandpa coming?”

  Elle smiled at her daughter. “In half an hour. Do you want to look at your book while I get your bag ready?”

  “I can help.” Skye went out to the hallway and started dragging her bag out of the pile by the door.

  Elle followed her and took the bag with a smile. “I’ll get it.”

  “And my seat? I need my seat for Grandpa’s car.”

  “We’ll get it when they arrive. Just let me—” Elle rolled her eyes when her phone started to ring. She hurried into the kitchen and Skye hurried after her.

  “Is it Grandma?”

  Elle checked the screen. “No. It’s my friend, Ally. You remember Ally. Will you sit down with your book a minute while I talk to her?” She took Skye’s hand and led her back to the living room while she answered. “Hey, Ally. What’s up?”

  “Hey, Elle. I just wanted to make sure that you’re still coming to Donovan’s this afternoon. I didn’t want you to duck out since Abbie’s not coming. I can pick you up if you like?”

  “No, that’s okay, thanks. I’m still coming. But I’m bringing Skye.”

  “Aww, she’s a cutie pie. I don’t mind. We can put her car seat in my car. Jade’s making her own way over there.”

  “Thanks, but it’s okay. I’m coming with my mom and Cal. They’re invited too since Cal works with Donovan.”

  “Oh. Okay.” Ally laughed. “It’s still kind of weird to me the way everyone gets together here—all the oldies join in.”

  “Yeah. You’ll get used to it. It’s a small-town thing, I guess. It’s always been that way.”

  “It seems like it. When Brayden first told me about everyone going to Donovan’s I thought it’d just be the guys from work—you know, the guys our age. I thought he wanted me to ask all the girls to even things up a bit. But it turns out that there’s an even spread of guys and girls—and old and young, too.”

  Elle glanced at her watch. She liked Ally. She didn’t know her that well yet, but she was becoming a good friend. But she didn’t have the time to chat for too long if she wanted to be ready to go when her mom and Cal arrived.

  “I don’t know half of them,” Ally continued. “I guess you do since you grew up here.”

  “Well, I think I know pretty much everyone who’s going. Some of them are newer faces around town but I’ve at least met them.” She frowned. “All except the guy whose house we’re going to—Donovan.”

  “Ooh!” Ally chuckled. “You haven’t met him?”

  “No. I’ve heard about him since Cal works with him and Jade went out with him but …”

  “Don’t let that stop you!”

  Elle frowned. “Stop me from what?”

  Ally laughed again. “I told Brayden that it was a bad idea to set them up. You know what Jade’s like.”

  Elle laughed. “I like her. She speaks her mind and …”

  “She’s wild! Don’t get me wrong. I love her, she’s awesome. But her and Donovan? I don’t know what Brayden was thinking.”

  Elle smiled. She liked Ally’s brother Brayden, but she couldn’t imagine him—or anyone like him—being able to hold their own with Jade. She was a livewire to say the least. She didn’t like to say that to Ally, though. “Did she scare him off?”

  Ally laughed. “No! I can see why you’d think that, but he’s not one of the nerds. He’s just … I don’t know. He’s different. He’s … you’ll see when you meet him. He’s more … mature?” She laughed again. “No, scratch that. That makes him sound old or boring and he’s neither of those. He’s just … he’s the kind of guy who’s got his shit together, you know? And Jade’s not into guys like that. Anyway, I should probably let you go. I’ll see you over there—and you can tell me what you make of him. I told Brayden you were the one he should have set up with Donovan.”

  Elle laughed. “Err, no thanks. You know where I stand on men. Maybe talk to me again in fifteen years or so when Skye’s grown up.”

  “Yeah, right. Because you’re going to go without for fifteen years? I’ll ask you about that again after you meet Donovan.”

  Elle laughed. “You can ask, but I know what I’ll say.”

  “Maybe, maybe not. I’ll see you over there.”

  “Okay. See you in a little while.”

  She hung up and looked down at Skye, who now had the contents of her bag strewn all over the sofa. She sighed.

  “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get your things together.”

  Just as she said that, she heard the front door open and sighed again. She’d wanted to be ready by the time they arrived. She handed Skye her book and went out to the hallway to greet them.

  “Hey. I’m running a bit late, but I don’t want to hold you up. There’s no need to wait.”

  Cal gave her a reassuring smile. “There’s no rush. It’s not a problem. We’ve got all afternoon.”

 
She rolled her eyes. “Maybe. But you don’t need to spend your afternoon waiting for me.” She glanced at her mom. “Sorry.”

  “It’s fine, sweetheart. It’s not a problem.”

  Skye came out of the living room and grinned when she saw them. “Grandpa!” She flung herself at Cal’s legs, making him laugh.

  Elle marveled at the way he scooped her up. “Skye!”

  “Are we going now? Mommy said I get to ride in your car.” She leaned precariously away from him to look out through the window, and both Elle and her mom started toward him as if to catch her, but Cal had it. Elle smiled at her mom; they should know by now that there was no way he’d let her fall.

  “That’s right, sunshine. We’re all going for a ride in my car.”

  When they got over to Four Mile Creek, Elle looked around as Cal drove through the neighborhood. She liked it over here. It was a new development and it felt more modern than town. She blew out a sigh. She was going to have to find her own place soon; she couldn’t stay with her mom forever. It’d been good to have a soft place to land after everything that had happened, and she loved her mom. But she needed her own place.

  It felt strange—strange but good to walk beside her mom and Cal. They’d had to park near the end of the street. It seemed like this Donovan must know a lot of people judging by the number of cars that lined the street.

  She’d put Skye in her stroller. She didn’t use it much anymore, but it would come in handy if she got tired later.

  She was laughing with her mom about Cal being on probation for the title of Grandpa when a guy appeared around the side of the house they were going to. Damn! He was hot.

  He smiled and waved at them. “Hey, Mr. Callahan … Cal! I’m glad you could make it. Come on around. Everyone’s in the—” He stopped mid-sentence when he looked at Elle.

  Damn again! She couldn’t help letting her gaze rove over him. If she weren’t off men … When she looked back at his face, she realized that he was checking her out in much the same way she’d just looked at him and even from this distance, she could feel the heat in that look.